I have my Mom's eyes and her calves. My Dad's nose..and his stubborness-and his slow to anger but watch out when he does ways, and his worry worry worry all the time...and his sense of humor(sarcastic), and my mom's love of laughter.
My Mom was not a worrier, very outgoing, and everything rolled off her back-that's not me at all, it's my little brother to a T.
Even though feature by feature I don't look like my Mom, we did look alot alike.
When I first cut my hair short a few years ago(like hers was), I was in The
Disney Store and noticed my Mom a few feet away, just as I was saying Hey, Mom! I noticed it was ME in a mirror. LOL
My Mom worked for the county special services school district as a teachers assistant, and I subbed there for a couple of years at various schools.
One day I walked into a classroom of a school I had never been to before, met the teacher and she says to me, it's so odd, you look *just* like this woman named Mickey who was my assisstant years ago. Yup, that was my Mom. LOL
At her wake so many people came up to me and told me how much I reminded them of my Mom.
I was always hapy to look like her, and now it's a blessing to look in the mirror and be reminded of her every day.